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“You wrote to me since the day I was born,” Ella said in a beautiful voice, a beloved voice.

This was Ella, my baby, almost all grown up. Tears filled my eyes.

“Yes, I’ve missed you since the day they took ... since the day I gave you up.”

“Did you want to give me up?” She pointed to the notebooks. “These are anguishing to read. You wanted me. You missed me. Writing to me every day for years.”

“I did. I wanted you more than anything. I still do.”

I pulled in a big breath, then let it out slowly.

Feeling strong, I extended my hand. “Hi, Ella. My Ella. I’m your mom, Addy. I love music, my family, and my friends. You’re too grown for me to be your mom, but could we try? What I mean is, would you give me a chance to get to know you? I’d like to be your friend.”

Ignoring my hand, Ella threw herself at me. “I don’t think I’m too grown.”

Her elegant arms went around me, and mine closed around her. My feet, even in work boots, lifted off the ground.

I caught a glimpse of Barry behind the glass. He was grinning, though his eyes were full of tears. I flew, but I wasn’t going to fall.

I would never fall with Barry beside me, and neither would my Ella with me.

Barry

Four weeks waking up beside Addy in my bed. Four weeks of fucking bliss.

I gazed down at her. She was on her back. Her eyes were closed. Her breaths rhythmically lifted and lowered her amazing tits.

Just looking at her, I grew hard. I had to have her. After the rush of a weekend night, I might not wake her until noon the next morning, but today was Thursday and it was nearly noon already.

I peeled back the covers. With cooler room air on her creamy skin, she stretched. I got harder watching her.

“What time is it?” she murmured sleepily.

“Time for me to fuck you,” I said low.

Yanking off my boxers, I came up and straddled her just in time to see those beautiful greenish-blue eyes of hers pop open. The dewy sheen within them affected me nearly as much as her pumping my cock did.

“Oh, Barry.” She reached up and framed my face. “I want to. I always want you. I think I wake up wet just anticipating you sliding your cock inside me. But I have morning breath.”

I’d anticipated this. I didn’t care at all. Her breath and her taste were always pure Addy, and pure Addy was always a turn-on.

But I knew her. So I reached for the dissolvable mint among the many in the bowl on my side of the bed for just this reason.

“Open your sexy mouth,” I said, and she did.

Fuck, what it did to me that she didn’t hesitate to yield to me after what Martin had done to her.

I slipped the mint between her lips. As she chewed it, I traced her sexy lips with my thumb. Tugging on the plump bottom one, I opened her mouth for me as soon as she was done.

I lowered my weight onto my palms and pressed my mouth to hers. It was a perfect fit, but I didn’t stop to marvel at or savor it this morning.

I’d made love to her the night before. Now was about getting her there and claiming her fast. I slid my tongue into her sweet mouth. She tasted cool like spearmint and hot like lust.

Fuck yeah.

I plunged my tongue deep, stroking her mouth like I planned to fuck her. Slowly, achingly slow. Then deeper and faster, making her lose control. Like I quickly did just from kissing her. I released her mouth after getting her bottom lip between my teeth and tugging a bit.

She opened her pretty eyes, blinking up at me through her sooty lashes. I grabbed the hem of my T-shirt and whipped it off her. Before her golden hair settled around her slender shoulders, she reached for my cock. She grasped it at the root, and I groaned as she pumped me.

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